Dead Apostle, Rucott!

The low-key and luxurious halls were stained with blood, roars and fights resounded in the quiet mansion, and potholes appeared in the smooth floors.

The painless ghouls chased Mousse's figure frantically. They were eager to tear their flesh and drink the luscious blood. In their withered brains, this was the only impulse that echoed in them.

But they couldn't catch this seemingly delicate woman no matter what!

puff!

An ice blade swept across, and the ugly head with grinning teeth rose into the sky. Musi's toes dodged a little bit of claws from behind, but it was only a few hours after being transformed into a ghoul. Human-like, his fingertips flicker with a cold light like the claws of a beast.

While dodging the claws sideways, Musi reached out and grabbed the ghoul's wrist abruptly. The next moment, the seemingly tender arm tugged abruptly.

Squeak - squeak!

There was a sour cracking sound, with black and red blood spraying out, the ghoul's arm was directly torn off.

Without any pause, Mu Si threw the broken arm from his hand to the left, tripping the other ghoul to the ground, and the ghoul just slipped under Mu Si's feet after the fall. , before it got up with a roar.

The black leather shoes landed on his head, accompanied by a dull shattering sound, and another large watermelon, black, red, black and red definitely cooked.

"so troublesome!"

Mousse complained in a low voice, then twisted and kicked a ghoul that rushed up, a muffled sound resounding in the room like a drum, accompanied by the sound of small bones breaking.

boom!

The ghoul fell directly beside the brown-haired man, causing him to quickly take two steps back to avoid the splashing blood.

"Tsk tsk tsk! The servants of the Matou family are really ruthless!"

The brown-haired man was like a spectator, looking at the ghoul lying on the ground with a collapsed chest and said with a smile, looking like he had nothing to do with him.

Although ghouls seem to be stronger than ordinary people, they just don't feel pain and fear. Generally speaking, they are consumables in the hands of dead disciples.

And the same is true here, these mindless ghouls can't stop Mousse at all, and can only let her clear them one by one. Whether it is strength or speed, this woman suppresses them in all directions, and she is also good at Frost magic.

It's a bit ridiculous to say that as a facilitator's mousse magic attribute is very consistent with the Matou family magic seal, but unfortunately she does not have a magic circuit, and she is not a human being, so she can't inherit the magic seal at all.

The ghouls that are very terrifying to ordinary people are just some small bugs to Mousse. They are like ghosts and shuttle among the corpses, killing ghouls one by one.

In just a short ten minutes, dozens of ghouls were turned into pieces of meat on the ground by mousse, and the originally elegant hall was messed up by the battle.

Black and red meat foam was everywhere, stench of blood was flowing on the floor, the white walls were painted black, and the stench of human viscera permeated the room.

Mousse twisted the neck of the last ghoul, and the maid uniform that was originally black and white was completely turned into black and red, but she didn't seem to care, just looked at the doorway who had been watching the show. Brown-haired man.

"What a wonderful show! I really didn't expect a magician to be so good at melee combat! It's an eye-opener, beautiful! It's beautiful! Hey, woman, follow me from now on, in this country. The place is really unprofessional."

"Oh...forgot to introduce myself, you can call me Rucott, remember this name, I will be your master from now on!"

The dead disciple who called himself Rukot laughed and said that he didn't respond to his own ghoul. If you need it, you just need to catch it. The most important thing in this world is human beings!

"Heh, let's talk about it in a dream!"

Mousse's response was very simple, and he also gave out several ice blades and ice guns to directly cover the surroundings of Rucott.

boom!

Today, the floor of Matou's house was particularly distressed. Several ice blades and ice guns slammed down, making a loud noise. Countless gravel splashed out, smoke and dust suddenly stirred up, and the thin ice blades cut on the ground and shattered instantly. The heavy ice spear slammed into the ground.

However, the dead apostle was not hit. As early as before the ice crystal magic of Musi arrived, his figure disappeared in place, and the speed was like a phantom, and it seemed that it was even faster than the speed of Musi.

Mousse quickly turned around and looked around the hall, looking for Rucott, the physical strength of the Dead Apostle is really cheating!

"It's really... not good! Let me turn you into a dead apostle! You will be as good as a dog by then—! Hahaha!"

Sudden! This voice sounded from behind Moose, causing her blue pupils to shrink suddenly, and she turned around and punched her back. The fist was full of cold air, and there was a layer of steel-like ice attached to it.

Snapped!

It's a pity that this punch was easily received by Rucott, and the pale-faced Death Apostle even caught Mousse's fist with only one hand, and even gave her a smile.

Mu Si felt that her fist was like hitting a big mountain, and the opponent didn't move at all, and the next moment she felt that her fist was tightly clenched by the Death Apostle.

Rucott's other hand squeezed suddenly, his fingertips pierced his palm, scarlet blood flowed from the wound, but did not drip down normally, but gathered together like a snake at the fingertips. linger.

Then he waved his palm suddenly, and the blood gathered by the magic power shot towards Mu Si's chest like a bullet.

Mousse couldn't break free for a while, and could only condense an ice shield in front of her.

A scarlet streamer flashed, directly piercing the thin ice shield, and then suddenly sank into Mu Si's chest.

Seeing this scene, Rucott had a smug smile on his face, and soon... this pretty and capable maid is his own, and soon she will be like a puppy, obediently showing hospitality in front of him.

what! It's a bit strange, obviously his chest is injured, why is this guy's fist so strong...

Whoosh!

Without letting Rucott understand what was going on, an ice blade swung out from Mousse's other hand, leaving a terrifying wound on the stunned Rucott's chest.

"What's the matter? You should be affected by the blood of the dead apostles!"

Rucott staggered back, his face was full of astonishment and doubts, completely unexpected about Mousse's reaction.

Mu Si did not pursue her, because she knew that the wound was nothing to a dead apostle. If she rushed forward, she would only receive a violent counterattack. She sneered and said:

"Why? Because I'm not a human at all! Stupid!"

No matter how human-like she is, Mousse is essentially a bug familiar born in the basement, and the infection of the Dead Apostles has no effect on her at all.

Snapped!

Mu Si stretched out two fingers, reached into the hole in his chest pierced by the blood of the dead disciple, pulled out a mass of frozen red ice ridges, threw it on the ground with disgust, and then stepped on it with one foot. broken.

For Mousse, the lack of arms and legs is not a problem for her. As long as she has magic power, she can grow back. The damage to the body's mimetic organs will not affect her in any way, except for the slightly lower magic resistance. In addition, her survivability is very strong.